I have a life simulator.

Whether it's Yuki, Sakayanagi Arisu, or even her, who doesn't actually exist and is at best a wishful thinking, a fictitious option she added to herself, the other party has no intention of choosing her.

It's a principle that even children know: you want to possess what you like.

What's more, Yuki and Arisu are both exceptionally obsessive and even distorted in this regard due to their childhood experiences and personalities.

But none of them dared to show it first, because they felt that it would only push Liang to the other side.

The poison of jealousy and greed is inherent in everyone's blood, but everyone tacitly maintains an understanding that they only want their lovers to see their most perfect side.

It was precisely because of this that the two marriage contracts, whether verbal or written, whether agreed to or not, awkwardly failed to play their due role for a long time.

However, Tianze Yixia never had such thoughts.

When it comes to matters of the heart, dragging things out often only makes them erupt more violently. And as the simulated Kitagawa Ryo celebrates his twentieth birthday, everyone can feel the impending storm.

Sakayanagi Arisu has even decorated her own wedding room.

Xue was also prepared for everything. She had spent many years trying to distinguish between genuine and artificially imposed affection, but she could assure herself that they would be equally intense.

But in fact, if Kitagawa Ryo hadn't chosen to end this final simulation before the final moment arrived, thus drawing a conclusion about his indecisiveness, he probably wouldn't have been surprised in the slightest by Amasawa Ichika's subsequent actions.

Because he, who chased two rabbits but caught neither, was the one who was caught by the mad rabbits of March.

I need to adjust my mindset and take a day off.

I haven't been in a good state these past few days, and I feel like I haven't captured the feeling I wanted in my writing, so I've decided to revise the outline for the cultural festival again.

Let me share my thoughts on the "battlefield" dynamic. I believe a large part of the bloodshed stems from the absence of a significant information gap between the parties involved. Otherwise, it becomes like the previous scenarios of Honami versus Megumi, and Megumi versus Hiyori—a subtle feeling where only they know the truth, they have the power but can't use it, and they hate but can't fully express it. Therefore, the core conflict of this cultural festival is actually between two groups that share memories: Megumi and Hiyori, Arisu, Yuki, and Ichika. Perhaps I did write a bit too slowly, since I couldn't just abandon Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's storyline. Writing up to two million words is indeed very mentally taxing; I have to go back and review many of the settings myself. I read everyone's feedback and hope you can understand. All your reading and support are my motivation for writing. Thank you.

By the way, I saw a really nice picture of Hui Tu on the official BD cover, so I temporarily switched sides and the new cover is the one below.


Chapter 342: Intentional or Accidental? (4k5)

The conversation in the chairman's office lasted for quite some time. When Ishigami Kyō politely withdrew from the office again, Nagumo Masaru was still standing respectfully not far away like a servant waiting to be summoned. However, Ishigami himself did not seem to have any particular interest in him, and only glanced at him casually before leaving.

About half an hour later, just as Nagumo Masa had finished recounting Toyotomi Hideyoshi and was beginning to use the deeds of Tokugawa Ieyasu to encourage and comfort herself, a series of light footsteps finally reappeared in the quiet corridor.

A middle-aged man walked towards them, but he looked younger than Mr. Kamogawa, whom they had just met. Aside from the fact that he might actually be a few years younger, the reason for this subconscious impression was his rather fashionable style and attire, even his brightly dyed hair, which was in stark contrast to Mr. Kamogawa, who was sitting in the chairman's office in a suit and tie with a stern face.

Seemingly curious as to why a student from Tokyo Advanced Educational High School was standing there, the flamboyant-looking man gave Nan Yunya a couple of interesting glances before entering the chairman's office. However, before he could offer any words of flattery, the other woman had already pushed open the door and walked into the office.

However, having already experienced a setback, Nanon Masa didn't pay too much attention to this snub this time. Instead, she immediately noticed the detail that the other person had entered without knocking. To be able to put on airs like this in front of the supposedly influential Mr. Kamogawa, this man must also be a so-called important figure among the guests at this cultural festival.

"Long time no see, Ayanokouji-sensei."

"It has indeed been a long time, President Tianze. Although I sent you an invitation beforehand, it is wonderful to see you here in person. Thank you so much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to accept the invitation."

Unlike his coldness towards Nanono Masaru earlier, Ayanokouji Atsuomi was much warmer towards President Amasawa. After inviting him to sit down, he had someone behind him serve him a cup of hot tea.

"Oh, not at all. Actually, I also have something I'd like to ask Ayanokouji-sensei for a favor."

"President Tianze, please feel free to ask. I will do my best to help you with anything that is within my power."

Atsuomi Ayanokouji nodded. He had known President Amasawa for almost twenty years. As an important early sponsor of the White Room Project, he had secretly helped the president deal with many troublesome illegitimate children over the years.

"I wonder if Ayanokouji-sensei still remembers the child I entrusted to you about eleven or twelve years ago, the one that my girlfriend and I got pregnant while on vacation in Hawaii."

Compared to his biological father, whom he himself could hardly remember the exact time, Ayanokouji Atsuomi quickly gave the man's name and the specific time he was sent into the white room.

"Yes, that's the one. You should remember, Ayanokouji-sensei. I sent that child to you because my wife was suspecting me of having an affair. And now, I've heard some rumors about it, which is really troublesome."

Although he had mentally complained about his partner's playful nature over a decade ago, wondering why they hadn't married in the first place, Ayanokoji Atsuomi maintained a kind smile and considerately answered on behalf of President Amasawa:

"Don't worry, if President Tianze is willing, this child can be completely ignored as if he never existed in this world."

Not every child sent to the White Room can keep up with the course, and not every child eliminated from the White Room can be taken back by their family and cared for like Xue. In fact, most of the control is in the hands of Ayanokouji Atsuomi, which is why he agreed so readily.

After receiving a reply from Ayanokoji Atsuomi, President Amasawa seemed much more relaxed, picking up his teacup and taking a small sip of hot tea.

But for Ayanokoji Atsuomi, the reason he invited the other party over today was not just for that.

"President Tianze, I wonder if you remember that before this child from Hawaii, you sent a daughter to the White House."

"Really? Hmm... I think that's true?"

President Tianze was momentarily stunned. After all, to him, the white room was a convenient nursery and orphanage, the kind of place where once someone was sent there, they were never cared for again.

But perhaps feeling that such a reaction was a bit too embarrassing, President Tianze tried his best to salvage the situation:

“I’m just following the rules of your White Room, aren’t I? They say you can’t have face-to-face contact with children without a special reason, and that you can only do so after the children have grown up and left the White Room.”

"Indeed, we have been too inhumane in this regard."

Ayanokouji Atsuomi said this, but he was also somewhat disdainful in his heart. After all, this president had never asked him about the current situation of his children in the past twenty years, and had completely let them fend for themselves.

Compared to parents who entrust their children to me, parents like the other party who have never visited their children are undoubtedly much rarer, although most of the parents who are willing to visit are just there to confirm the training results of the White Room educational institution.

"But it really doesn't matter, Ayanokouji-sensei, you can arrange it however you like. It was just a test-tube baby after all, I don't even feel like it's my own flesh and blood."

Perhaps it was Ayanokouji Atsuomi's words that piqued the man's curiosity, for he sat there casually and asked:

"By the way, what's that child's name again? How old is he?"

"Yi Xia should have turned sixteen by now."

Ayanokoji Atsuomi rested his chin on his hand, his expression turning serious again:

"She was the second-ranked student in the fifth cohort of the White Room, and that's why she was sent here by me and another person this April."

"Oh—I didn't expect him to be a smart guy. It's not bad that he can help Ayanokouji-sensei."

President Tianze lazily shaved his nails with the multi-functional blade on his keychain, nodding casually in agreement.

"But she betrayed the White Room."

"Phew—really? That's quite rare."

After blowing on his fingernails, President Tianze squinted at them with satisfaction and then echoed them with a slightly trembling tone.

However, Ayanokouji Atsuomi was already used to the other party's unreliable manner, and calmly explained his thoughts:

"This incident is actually a rather heavy blow to the plan itself, and it even relates to the future operating principles of the White Room. Therefore, we need to take this child back."

Just as Kiyotaka Ayanokouji had envisioned, Atsuomi Ayanokouji was unable to expel him from school. Therefore, his goal in entering Tokyo Advanced Educational High School through the cultural festival was actually, from the beginning, Ichika Amasawa, the traitor of the White Room.

Firstly, it is quite infuriating that the assistants sent out suddenly changed sides and switched sides. On a deeper level, it is a slap in the face to Ayanokoji Atsuomi, the decision-maker. After all, Yagami Takuya and Amasawa Ichika were both White Room elites he sent out, but after only one semester, one dropped out and the other betrayed him. It is really embarrassing.

Secondly, Ayanokouji Atsuomi himself also had some related confusion. He founded and ran the White Room from scratch, so he was more aware of the feelings that the children who came from the White Room had towards the facility and the instructors. No matter how strong their bodies were, their spirits were still like those of Albert in the Albert experiment, with an indelible mark of fear imprinted on them from infancy.

If Yuki could be excused by the fact that the other party had left the White Room several years ago, then it would be impossible for Amasawa Ichika, who had stayed inside the White Room since childhood and only left this April to enroll in Tokyo Advanced Educational Middle School, to betray them so quickly. After all, this was a mental imprint that had been there for more than ten years, and it was a subject that Ayanokoji Atsuomi wanted to study thoroughly.

Of course, if Amazawa Ichika can be successfully taken out of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School, it will objectively weaken Kitagawa Ryo's camp. With this shift in power, it will also give Ayanokoji Kiyotaka a certain advantage.

"Recycle? Didn't I already tell you that you can handle this child as you see fit, Ayanokouji-sensei? There's no need to ask me about such a trivial matter."

"That's what we say, but this isn't a white room after all, so there are some procedures and rules we still need to follow."

Ayanokoji Atsuomi smiled slightly and pointed at President Amasawa:

"At this time, we need President Tianze to step in, because no matter what, you are the other party's biological father by blood."

"Oh, so that's what it was about. Okay, I got it. So, what's the next step?"

President Tianze, who had been given the title of father again after more than a decade, nodded somewhat in realization, then stood up from his seat and gestured for the other party to continue.

"Right now, let's find that child first."

Ayanokouji Atsuomi crossed his arms and gestured with his chin toward the door as if he had suddenly remembered something:

Were there any other people at the door when you came in?

“There is a student from Dongyu.”

"Hmm—then just go find him when you go out. He's the student council president of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School, so it should be easier for him. We'll talk about it after we find him."

"it is good."

President Tianze nodded in agreement, then swaggered out of the chairman's office, patting Nan Yunya on the shoulder twice.

"Are you the student council president of this school?"

"Yes, I am Nan Yunya from Class 2-A, and I am also the student council president this year. How can I help you?"

Nan Yunya was still wondering how to strike up a conversation when the other party had already come to her door first. She quickly replied with some surprise.

"I am Tianze. I came to Dongyu Cultural Festival to see my daughter. Her name is Yixia. Do you remember her?"

"Tianze, Yixia? Isn't that the girl from Class 1-A?"

Nangumo Masayuki still had a strong impression of this first-year girl who had also performed exceptionally well at the sports festival. Moreover, the school had recently launched the OAA, which made it much easier to check other students' information.

Thinking of this, Nan Yunya immediately planned to take out her phone to log into OAA and let the other party confirm by looking at the photo, but President Tianze waved his hand and said:

"No need for the photo. It's impossible for there to be two people with the same name in the whole school. Just take me there directly."

Nan Yunya, of course, had no idea that the other person didn't even know what this 'daughter' looked like, and quickly put her phone back in her pocket.

"Yes, Mr. Tianze."

But as soon as the two of them walked out of the faculty building, Nan Yunya, whose memory was still pretty good, immediately remembered that the day before the cultural festival started, Tianze Yixia had submitted an application to the student council stating that she was unwell and therefore unable to participate in the cultural festival.

If that's the case, then the other person should be resting in the dormitory area right now.

However, according to the rules of the cultural festival issued by the school, the scope of activities that guests and students can engage in during this cultural festival is limited to the campus. The commercial area and dormitory area are prohibited from entering. As the president of the student council, he should be the one to uphold and supervise this rule.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Nan Yunya suddenly stop, President Tianze frowned slightly in displeasure.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that Tianze took the day off because he wasn't feeling well, and he should be resting in his dorm right now..."

"I...I'll take you there right away, Mr. Tianze."

Without time to hesitate any longer, Nan Yunya gritted her teeth and decided that the opportunity was too good to pass up, so she took President Tianze and headed towards the dormitory area.

As the student council president of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School, he was also very familiar with the many blind spots of the campus surveillance system. After a few twists and turns, he led the other party to the dormitory building in no time, and then immediately flipped through the roster to confirm Amasawa Ichika's room number.

However, what the two were unaware of was that their every move was being observed by another pair of eyes hiding in a nearby tree. It was Hotaru, whom Kitagawa Ryo had left outside the gymnasium, preparing to go back to her little nest for a nap.

Hotaru nimbly leaped down the wall and along the branches to the balcony of room 408. Sure enough, there was a twin-tailed red-haired girl on Kitagawa Ryo's bed, hugging a rolled-up blanket and seemingly having a sweet dream.

"Meow--"

Considering that the other person was also one of her cat owners, Ying decisively stretched out her paws and patted Tianze Yixia's shoulder, meowing to indicate that the sleepy-eyed girl should go to the windowsill, where she saw the duo who had just entered the dormitory building and were about to take the elevator.

In reality, President Amasawa had never met Amasawa Ichika, but Ichika, who possessed simulated memories, clearly remembered her biological father, who had no relation to her except for blood ties. Therefore, she subconsciously frowned her beautiful eyebrows, but immediately remembered Kitagawa Ryo's instructions to her before this cultural festival and the purpose of asking her to take a temporary leave.

"They've come with ill intentions—"

Tianze Yixia yawned again. Her relationship with Kitagawa Ryo was no secret in Dongyuli. If he couldn't find her in her dormitory room, he would probably quickly connect it to Ryo.

"But I was getting a bit bored here anyway... so running out like this was out of necessity, and I guess you can't blame me for getting chilly."

Having quickly made up her mind, Amazu Ichika muttered to herself, then changed her shoes and left Kitagawa Ryo's room. Avoiding Nagumo Aya and President Amazu who were taking the elevator, she carried Hotaru straight down the stairs and dashed out of the dormitory building, sprinting towards the campus.

"……hiss."

After running quite a distance and confirming that she had shaken off the Nan Yun duo who might be chasing her, and officially entered the campus area, Tianze Yixia, who had hidden herself in the crowd, suddenly noticed something quite subtle.

Because I left home in such a hurry.

She was still wearing the shirt and jacket she had casually taken from Kitagawa Ryo's closet when she went to his room that morning.

Chapter 343: I Remember, You Don't Remember

As time went by, the landscape of this year's Tokyo Advanced Educational High School Cultural Festival gradually became clear. If we only look at popularity, the gymnasium offensive, which Class 2-A put together, undoubtedly attracted the most visitors with its high cost-performance ratio. However, if we consider the low price, which was almost free, the overall revenue was not actually that high.

If we consider both popularity and revenue, Class A of that year is clearly the biggest winner of this cultural festival so far. The cat café that used the secret weapon of tea stalk Sae and the confectionery shop that gained a reputation for being superior to other high school playhouses are both big money-makers. Compared to these two projects, Sakayanagi Arisu's project has earned less.

As the saying goes, if you make money, I lose money. With the number of guests and the personal points they have for spending fixed, the other classes naturally have a harder time as Class A's projects have been very successful.

Class C of the first year wasn't originally in the same competitive track as Class A, but unfortunately, they are currently embroiled in negative public opinion regarding deceiving customers. Their stall business, which was originally quite good, has plummeted. On the contrary, before the cultural festival, they were not favored by Ryuen Sho. They were only allowed to open a reading room by Shiina Hiru out of courtesy. This room can attract some customers with this kind of interest, but the turnover is still not good. They have almost locked in the bottom four position.

The situation in Class D of the first year was slightly better than that in Class C, but to be honest, it wasn't much better. After all, the maid café project, which they regarded as their trump card, saw its popularity plummet after the appearance of Chabashira Sae in Class A of the first year. However, this result did relieve Kushida Kikyo herself. She was indeed almost unable to withstand the intensity of the continuous work. If it weren't for maintaining her image in the grade and class, she would never have agreed to this job that clearly required her to lead five teams by herself.

As for Class B of the first year... it's just another one of those classes.

However, it turned out that from the class president Karuizawa Megumi to the other students in the class, it seemed that no one paid much attention to these things.

"Well, it was within expectations. As long as everyone has fun, that's all that matters."

"Well, from a cost-effectiveness perspective, going to Class 2-A is definitely more worthwhile than staying here."

"Shibata, is the recording okay? We'll give everyone a copy after the school festival; I want to see how my performance went too—"

After another stage play performance, the students of Class 1-B looked relaxed and carefree, maintaining the same harmonious atmosphere as before, completely unaffected by the not-so-high attendance rate.